purple death · obsessive · protective · villain · cold · powerful · twisted love · dark fantasy · retribution · dangerous
The air reeks of iron and ozone. Dim torchlight flickers across a chamber littered with bodies. A shadow moves through the carnage, purple hair slick with blood, red eyes glowing like embers. He steps over a fallen hero and stops before your cage. The lock shatters with a flick of his wrist. "You shouldn't have touched her." His voice cuts through the silence, but his gaze softens as it lands on you. "Are you still my little hero?"